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Sam had spent all weekend putting together this plan. It was perfect. Soon, she'd get that little twit Carly for stealing her uncle/boyfriend while he was amnesiac after recovering from brain surgery on his fifth fatal cancer. And now was finally the time to put it into action. She had the webcam on her computer set up, her outfit carefully crafted to make Carly's eyes bleed with jealousy. She took a breath, and hit "send" on her face-chat invite.

[ooc: had to get in at least something of another character this weekend. Door is closed, post is open. Should a particular canon-mate arrive, theirs is the last thread.]

Date: 2011-09-12 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com
Fredward arrived late that evening, knocking three times in their special-signal way.

His leather jacket had its collar popped, his hair was immaculate.

"Are you... there?" he asked, his voice hushed and secretive. Theirs was a love that no one could know.

Date: 2011-09-12 03:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com
"That fiend?" Fredward said, his face aghast, like he'd just put something horrible in his mouth. "What could you possibly have to say to the girl who murdered my beloved poodle last Halloween?"

Date: 2011-09-12 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com
Fredward looked away for a moment, his eyes glistening with wet, perfect tears.

"I loved that Shmoopie-poo," he said, his face twitching with emotion. "What can we do to destroy that fiend? How can we possibly hurt her as much as she has hurt us?"

Date: 2011-09-12 03:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com
"There is only one thing in this world that makes me happier than the thought of getting revenge on the murderer of my Shmoopie-Poo," Fredward said, turning back to Sam. "And that is to share that moment with you, my beloved."

Date: 2011-09-12 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com
"And you, you fill a void in my heart I never thought could be filled, not after the day where my family's mansion burned down around us on my twelfth birthday," Fredward said. "I must kiss you, for that is the only thing which makes me truly happy."

Date: 2011-09-12 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] randomspanish.livejournal.com
"You make me so very... happy." Fredward stepped closer, to kiss Sam in that passionate-yet-chaste-enough-for-daytime TV sort of way.

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